Chapter 26

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E lektra knew it was probably dangerous to stir up Vanth too much, and she still couldn't help herself. He was sweet and silly right up until magic or sex got involved, and then something else came out to play.

She was in awe of how he had used his power in the tunnels. There was a subtlety that spoke of experience and control of his power few could ever attain.

She wanted to climb into his clothes just thinking about it. She didn't think it was her mating cycle that was forcing her to have this reaction to him. She was attracted to competence, and she was hard to impress. She didn't know if she should be terrified instead of horny, but she wasn't afraid.

"You better be in my bathroom by the time I get there," Vanth called in the darkness behind her. The seeing spell he had put on her was still active, so she had no problem making her way through the house.

She kicked off her boots and squealed as he suddenly grabbed her by the hips and hustled her through the door of his bedroom and into his ensuite.

They didn't need to bother with lights; Elektra could see him perfectly as she turned in his arms and kissed him. He tasted like magic and blood and something that was uniquely him that she couldn't get enough of. She dragged his shirt up over his head so she could skim her fingers down the smooth grooves of his chest and touched the necklace that matched her own.

"If I unzip this suit of yours, are any blades going to jump out at me?" he asked, tugging on the zipper tab at her throat.

"You will just have to find out. You're not scared, are you?" she teased, her breath stuttering when his warm fingertips brushed against her skin.

"No, but you should be," he replied, teeth against her throat. He unzipped the front of her suit and stripped her out of it until she was naked before him, except for the pendant around her neck. Vanth stared at her for several long moments, making her squirm under his gaze.

"If you don't start touching me, I'm going to explode," she complained. "You don't want to trigger a frenzy now, do you?"

Vanth's head tilted curiously. "What would that entail?"

"From the stories I have heard, I would lose my mind unless you fuck me to exhaustion. Literally , go crazy," she stressed because his grin was widening.

Vanth trailed his fingers down her throat, sending tingles down her whole body. He stepped closer so he could whisper in her ear. "Is that what you need me to do, Elektra? Fuck you until you're exhausted?"

"Yes," she whispered. The scent of his arousal was washing over her like a spicy musk that made her mouth water.

"I'll take care of you, don't worry," he said, his fingers moving over the curve of her belly. Her pussy clenched in anticipation, and then he let her go. "But first, you promised to wash my hair."

Vanth slid open the glass door of his large shower and turned on the taps. Elektra was still too dazed and frustrated to move.

Vanth undid his belt. "I should warn you; I'm not built like the other boys."

"All boys say that." Elektra's quip died as he dropped his jeans, and she saw the two bars through his dick. "Oh."

"Don't worry. You see this tattoo?" Vanth pointed out the circle of sigils around his base. "It ensures no pregnancy or STDs. I got a med-mage to put it on me when I was old enough to know what my dick was really for."

"Did it hurt?" she asked, eyes wide. The sigil blended into the tattoo of serpents, skulls, and roses that decorate his V up to his navel.

"I wouldn't know. I had drunk so much vodka I couldn't feel a damn thing," he replied.

Elektra couldn't look away. Her mouth was watering, and she wanted to lick and explore the beautiful artwork.

"Princess, if you keep looking at me like that, I'm not ever going to get my hair washed." Vanth unraveled his braid so that the dark silk fell in kinks to his chest.

Gods, he was beautiful. He took her hand and pulled her gently into the mist with him. Vanth sat down on a marble seat under the spray and passed her a shampoo bottle. Elektra wanted to climb into his lap and get him inside of her. He raised a brow at her, and her pussy clenched at the dominance in such a small gesture.

"I'm waiting, princess," he said.

It had been a long time since Elektra had allowed anyone to use that tone on her. She found herself squeezing the shampoo into her hand and stepping in between his legs to get closer to him. She didn't know why her heart was suddenly racing as she slowly worked the mixture into his dark hair.

Vanth's hands slid over her wet skin. She was hyper-aware that her breasts were practically in his face. She didn't stop gently lathering, adding more because his hair was so thick. When she started to massage him, he did the same, his hand slipping to her pussy to tease her. Elektra's massaging stuttered as she tried not to get lost in the feel of him. Vanth stopped playing with her. She let out a soft sound of protest.

"Stay on task, or I'll stop," he warned her.

"Fuck, you really do want to send me into a frenzy," she grumbled. Elektra continued to wash his hair, and he touched her again.

"You know you can tell me stop any time you want, and I will," Vanth said, looking up at her with his endless black eyes. "But until you do. You'll do as you're told." He made sure she was still watching as he lowered his mouth to her nipple and sucked on it.

Elektra whined in a way she wasn't proud of but continued to wash his hair while he edged her. His fingers slipped inside of her for the briefest of seconds before disappearing again. She felt like crying. Vanth only handed her the conditioner.

"Is there anything you don't like?" he asked, and she had to try to focus on what he meant.

"I'm not sure. Usually, my sexual encounters have been hurried one-night stands or bathroom fucks. It was about getting off as quickly as possible and not exploration," she admitted. She was glad it was dark, so hopefully, he wouldn't see how red her face was.

Vanth kissed her between her breasts, just above where the pendant hung. "Then the same rule applies. If I do something you don't like, you tell me about it. Don't be afraid to speak up."

"Okay," she whispered, her heart doing a strange flutter.

He was dominant, but he was considerate. She didn't trust anyone easily, but she trusted him with her body and her life.

"Is there anything you would like right now?" he asked while she worked conditioner through his ends.

"I would really like to get a better look at your piercings," she said, forcing the words out. Talking about her wants wasn't something she had been taught to do growing up at the Court or the temple.

Vanth hummed. "You have five minutes while this conditioner sinks in. And Elektra? Don't you dare touch yourself." Her face flamed, but she still sunk to her knees between his thighs. His dick was hard even before she tentatively touched him, her fingers exploring the twin bars all the way down to the tattoo that encircled him.

"Damn, you're going to kill me. I just know it," Vanth said, not sounding so confident now that she was the one touching him.

"Is there anything you don't want me to do?" she asked, wanting to extend him the same courtesy he did her.

"No, princess. Do whatever you want to me," he said, stroking her cheek gently. "Just be aware you might put me into a frenzy too."

"Then we'll burn together," she replied and put her mouth on him. She explored the strange sensation of his piercings on her tongue before dragging it down the underside of his cock. A shiver went through Vanth, so she did it again.

He widened his legs further, so she had full access to every part of him. He looked gorgeous from the angle she was at, his head leaning back against the marble wall, water droplets sliding down his throat. Elektra sucked him, her hand moving to stroke and gently squeeze his balls.

Vanth's fingers curled in her hair, the touch possessive in a way that made her ache. Now that she was used to the strange feeling of his piercings, she took him deeper.

"Fuck, that feels so good. Your mouth is...fuck," Vanth said, the praise encouraging her to keep going.

Her fingers moved from his balls to his taint, and his hips rose off the marble.

"Cheeky girl, you keep doing that, and I'm going to come down your pretty throat. I promised myself I wouldn't until I could be in that needy little cunt of yours."

Elektra whimpered, his dirty mouth making her thighs clench. She sucked him harder, wanting him undone, needing the salty taste of him on her tongue. Every soft curse and whimper out of him made her bolder. She licked and stroked, catching her breath before taking him again.

"Looks like I'm going to break that promise to myself tonight," he growled, his fingers tightening in her hair and thrusting into her mouth. "Pinch my leg if it gets too much. Otherwise, I'm going to use that mouth of yours however I want."

Elektra nodded as best she could. She wanted him to use her, wanted to give him the same pleasure she had experienced when he tongue-fucked her in the morgue. He thrust into her mouth harder and faster. He swore again when she circled his ass with her fingertips, and her mouth was filling with the spicy, salty taste of his come. She tried swallowing, but it still leaked out of the sides of her mouth and down her chin.

Vanth was panting heavily, fine tremors running through his body. He eased her off his cock and pulled her in his lap. He licked the come off her chin before kissing it back into her mouth.

Elektra felt used in the best possible way. She kissed him back with everything she had in her. She wanted to kiss and mark and claim. Every stroke of his tongue and nip of his teeth sent her desire higher. She wanted him to ruin her.

"I will, my dirty little reaper," he replied, making her realize she had said it out loud. "You said I could fuck you any way I wanted, and I plan to."

He thrust his fingers into her sensitive pussy, making her gasp at the invasion. She bore her weight down on them, needing relief so badly, she could cry.

"Look at you fucking my fingers. Such a needy girl, so fucking wet for me." Vanth bit her neck hard, making her pussy clench around him. The bite was hard enough that she knew it would mark, and she almost came at the thought of having his claim on her. "You look so fucking wrecked. A nice male would show you a bit of mercy, but I don't think you want me to be nice to you, do you, princess?"

"No," she gasped, fucking his fingers harder. So close. So close.

"I didn't think so. I'm going to turn you inside out until all you want to do is be my filthy little whore. Until not a bit of the proper little princess remains," he growled into her ear. His other hand stroked down her back to her ass.

"Fuck, Tarael, please," she sobbed, half-mad and helpless against everything he was making her feel.

"Shh, it's okay. Come for me. Drench my fingers, Elektra. Show me how much you love them," he growled.

Her orgasm shattered her into a million pieces. Elektra buried her face into his neck, smothering her cries and tearing at his neck with her teeth, marking him up as he marked her. Mine .

Her whole body was shaking in his embrace. Ruined and still wanting more.

"Look at me," Vanth said, and she pulled back from him. He removed his fingers from her pussy, making her whimper. "Open."

Elektra opened her mouth and accepted his fingers, covered in her pleasure. She could still taste his come in her mouth. Vanth kissed her, sucking her tongue, taking in both of them. He groaned and held her tighter to him.

Elektra languished in the feeling, letting herself enjoy belonging to him, even if it was only for a moment.